Welcome ! This is a multi-oc blog without much rhyme or reason. forgive the mess !
Most characters here (at the time of writing this) exist in modern-day japan, and are loosely connected to Dri
However, this blog will house any muses that don't have their own space yet. My muse list will now and always be incomplete. I'll write new ones without warning. If you're confused or curious about a new face, ask! I love talking ab them, like any good father
dark themes will be present! Take care of yourself, but don't ask me to hold back. I'll tag on request
I'm not a stickler for rules otherwise. hmu anytime. ily. - aku / nois
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It was a hot summer day , but the breeze made it more tolerable than most this time of year — a distinction Charlotte made only due to the way her mother responded to her persistent requests to go to the local park . When the air was so thick the water in it clung like a second skin as the sun blazed above , the answer would be an inevitable no . When the heat was more like that of a warm blanket at nap-time , it was far more often a yes . And further , when the wind offered the sweet whisper of a breeze that made the shade of the trees feel downright cool , it would nearly always be a yes .
Today was one of those near - definite days — so there she was , sitting on the swings , the thick, artificial scent of sunscreen managing to overpower even the scent of summer around her . Or rather , nearly overpowering it . The scent of fresh - cut , dewey grass managed sneak through , at least .
It barely registered — despite the fact that there was a time when days at the park felt far , far more sacred . But that must have been forever ago — two summers in the past at least . It had been nearly a lifetime since then .
She was here now — and that was what mattered . Her mother sat watching her from a nearby bench — or rather , alternating between watching her , drinking coffee , and reading some utterly uninteresting , dreadfully picture-less , grown - up book that Charlotte had no interest in . Perhaps later she would be harassed into joining Charlotte on the playground — but for now , she was obediently left to her coffee and boring book .
And Charlotte swung on the swings .
Until , that is , an older boy came to her attention as she surveyed the massive expanse of the park from the peak of the swing's upward arc . He was bigger than any of the older kids at school , even , but still smaller than the biggest of the big kids she had met . That was really all of him she could see from her place on the swing — hair and a big - but - not - grown - up body . He hunched over something — observing it closely — and immediately she knew she had to know what it was he was so engrossed in .
She leapt off the swing just as it reached its lowest point , tripping slightly in the pale green , glossy ballet flats she had begged to wear that morning . ( Impracticality had been suggested , but entirely ignored — it never really mattered to her , anyway . After all , these were the only shoes that would match the pale - green frog overall dress she also insisted on wearing that day . )
She regained her footing all the same , despite scuffing her shoes — paying it no mind as she raced over to the boy , up until she was right next to him . She would land hard on her knees in her attempt to slow herself and sit beside him at the same time — stray blonde ringlets clinging to the edges of her cheeks are forehead , having partially freed themselves from her otherwise neat French braids . " What are you looking at ? " A question that was half pant and half exclamation as she scanned the grass before them — immediately answering her own question . " Oh ! — I thought pretty beetles only lived in the zoo ! What kind is it ? Do you know ? "
It was David's fatal flaw that he couldn't say no. Not firmly. Not in a way that stuck, against the tiny forces of nature that had wormed their way into his care -- Ken, after all, was born with a nearly impenetrable sense of stubbornness that could only be mildly quelled by an upbeat, fawning sort of negotiation. Something that wasn't dissimilar to a jester tasked with delivering sour news to his temperamental king. And Ryouta, on the opposite - but perhaps even more devastating - hand, could simply not be swayed by hell nor highwater, for nothing so insignificant could seize his attention long enough to make any difference.
All this to say, there was just about nothing he could do to keep Ryouta from going to the park that day, nor anywhere else his whims might have taken him. Oh, he could fit his phone with a tracker, he could call in periodically and make sure the boy wasn't dying -- but once David had run out of shiny distractions with which to keep him still, there was nothing else he could really do. The only one who could have meaningfully swayed the boy's path of fate was Ken, who was mournfully occupied with schoolwork, as schoolkids had really ought to be.
So, naturally, he was at the park.
The better of places to be, by far -- and nimble hands were kept busied with the type of work that could make any father weep with pride.
The sticks and leaves Ryouta had skillfully fashioned into a tent for his new friend crumbled at the first gust of wind, though. But he'd had no interest in pouting about that. Dazzled eyes fixed onto the girl who'd appeared beside him, and in a moment of sweeping adoration of her dress ( green ! his favorite color ! ) ( frog ! one of the BEST animals !! ) he forgot that the beetle was there at all, until she said so.
" Oh-! Yeah! They live all over the place! " That much he knew for certain, though her actual question had summoned much less confidence ; " Ummm... " , limply, momentarily dejected by fruitless thought, he picked at the fallen twigs, "I think I saw it in a book once.." which was really the best he could do.
" But if you move your head like this-! It kinda goes between green and brown, doesn't it??"
He showed her, of course -- swaying through each particular spot he'd already found, starting somewhere precise enough to not block the sun from hitting its iridescent back, but instead to let it reflect off of it and into the beholder's eye, where it could be found shimmering its glorious green- speckled even with flecks of purple, if one looked closely enough. He lowered after that, away from the light, closer to the ground and the shadow of shrubs -- less glamorously, indeed, it was a spot that seemed to paint the bug brown.
It was clear he found it a marvel -- surely no less so because his own eyes were the type to do nearly the same thing, and he'd already spent hours this way with his own reflection, toying with light and angles to command their true color.
And time had plainly left him no less impressed with it. He lifted his head back up and grinned at her, eager and proud and thoroughly delighted to bestow another human being with his mystic knowledge of just how COOL this bug was.
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Rambling ab my highschoolers and their roles/reps in the school lets gooooooo
^ Mizuna's poised herself as the queen bee/ local bully huh? No? She's literally nice. Everybody loves her.
She keeps on top of every rumor she can get her hands on. If you want to know anything about anyone, she's the one you ask.
Which also means you never know just how much she has on you, so. Approaching her may be a little scary. You'd rather not risk getting on her bad side.
But she's always talking in this sickly sweet kind of way, toward everyone! So-- You won't really know you're on her bad side until it's too late. Hard to be sure if she likes you, either.
President of the Music Club (piano, trumpet, xylophone, composition, a lil singing 😘) and a decent student. Not top of her class, but she feels nothing to be ashamed of, academically.
Kouki's also a contender for worst people to meet in highschool.
She and her sister, Seito, used to be a menacing duo. Generally, Seito could make any sort of plan - most often ways to quietly extort money out of classmates, or ways to get back at ones who bothered them - and kouki would execute. they called themselves ✨entrepreneurs ✨
In the main verse, Seito died a while back. Kouki is still struggling to figure out what to do without her. She's generally cold toward others now and v happy to ignore them, but if someone pisses her off -- oh boy!
She takes Judo classes after school, and besides that, is mainly preoccupied with taking and selling pics of her older brother, who's a model. She doesn't bother anyone else unless they bother her first. but. She's easy to bother! So like, good luck.
I'm open to a verse where Seito's alive tho if anyone wants a plot of ur muse getting psychologically harassed by a pair of cute girls idk idk
Anyway. She has a bad rep! Besides the less-provable anime bs she used to pull with her sister, she's also had moments of plain violence, especially right after Sei's passing. And on the less extreme end, she's just kind of an antisocial grump with moments of being a cute menace. Not many fans.
Excellent grades tho!
Toby's just kind of Here but also Doesn't Want To Be
He's Mizuna's neighbor, and for the longest time they were each other's only friend. And also he hates her and she hates him. But they're still kind of each other's best friends. It's complicated. He hates it here
He started dating one of her posse members bc she asked so loosely for the aesthetics of Dating Someone and he was like sure idc and they're still together years later and its just like okokok. they're actually really cute together in private. but on the surface it's like. damn. No part of him seems like he would be around this posse and yet
His grades are average his attitude is average he's just Here
He's also part of the music club ig. His best inst is a tuba but Mizuna thinks it's lame and wants him to learn piano or bass guitar or something.
He's really only notable By Association and he doesn't even want that 😔😔
okok I PROMMY better bios are coming. but in the meantime ! hit that like and subscribe to tell me its ok to come into your dms to plot. I'll try to do that tomorro
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"No, no no. Please do not. It's not good for you... Or for the bug." Calondra does try to subtly take the bug away from Komi, as subtle as one can be when they are reaching out across the other's face.
"Oh, I'm sure you are really good at this. And you practiced a lot. But... I would really rather we didn't eat any bugs. Would you like something else instead?" She had candy and sweets. Savory if that was more what Komi was inclined to.
